Men and women all over suddenly develop powers. An ordinary, middle-aged man discovers his and has to deal with it, a new relationship and some bad people. This story comes from a dream I had many years ago. I still remember every detail and started to write it down in the hopes it would go away. It sort of got away...
When a teenage girl is lured to a faery festival in Ireland by a scheming banshee, the chain of events triggered can only lead to death. There's one way in, one way out, and two queens eager for a sacrifice of their very own.
Alpha Cross of the Macabre Pack was a ruthless killer. He was known for leaving pack after pack in a bloodbath with not a single survivor in sight. A cold blooded killer with no feelings of remorse, pity, or grief whatsoever, Alpha Cross is someone no woman could ever hope to love... But of course, like all werewolv...